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Re: Tentacle Lair Evolution!
1 – Trust Zelari
Current Status:
Something in Zelari’s tone rings true despite your misgivings. If nothing else she’s right that betraying you now makes little sense. Given a better chance before, she played it for laughs. Or perhaps, to make her current ploy seem more credible. To be safe you plant a defensive trigger in Asabi’s mind before emerging.
“Gods, I still can’t believe you did that to me. Hold still for a sec.”
The harpy sits, gripping you gently but firmly in one claw while applying a clear salve with the other. Your flesh numbs pleasantly as it soaks in. Zelari traces an arcane pattern on top in some white powder. A rune?
You squirm with unease, turning to fear as you realize the harpy’s grip give you no purchase. You’re about to awaken Asabi when the talon withdraws to produce a small wooden box holding a strange aura within. The numbness isn’t spreading, and you feel no pressure from a control spell. Curious, you decide to wait. It’s excruciating for all the wrong reasons.
Zelari’s pose gives you perfect vantage to her feminine parts, the air between heavy with her scent. The urge to fuck her is intense; each little movement invites you towards her slightly-parted lips. Just surprise her with your tail and then dive…
No! Tempting as it was, the indulgence would antagonize Zelari and unbind Asabi in a single stroke. Still, the harpy doesn’t make it easy, inspecting every facet of her work like an expert jeweler. Somehow you endure until she finishes, but your valor goes unsung. Zelari’s so absorbed in her efforts that she seems not to feel the tension running through you.
“You may feel a bit of discomfort.” she quips, emptying the box above you. A single mote of witchfire drifts downward. The powder ignites in a flash when it lands, burning the pattern into your flesh. Aaagh! Thrice-damned harpy! You reel in pain, quickly retreating into Asabi as the grip relaxes.
The fading sting awakens the demon as you reconnect your link. “What happened?” she asks, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Zelari says “I gave your master something nice,” before you can respond, pursing her lips innocently, “You’ll see in a bit.” She winks as Asabi stretches, an unspoken promise between you.
“So I’m…free?”
“Yeah,” the harpy says, unaware of the question’s significance. “The door opened when you… you know.”
You weigh your words more carefully. The battle will be soon; you need her under control but not broken to get the most use out of her. Perhaps with time she would reprise her former role. You finally answer, “Yes, Asabi, you are free. I will show you freedom, I will take you to the limits of possibility. I’ll give you what you always sought. Will you follow me?”
You want her acceptance; you expose as much through your link. She shivers, a mix of fear and anticipation. You encourage her. A being like Asabi is far too valuable to waste as a puppet. Her heart rages. Waiting, you dredge up sensations from before, your wild infestation and the pleasure it gave her. “You need me,” you whisper, “you know you deserved everything I did. You wanted it. I will make you feel things you’ve never felt before.”
The demon is silent. Neither accepting nor denying your words, she follows Zelari through the door.
Cambor runs towards Zelari, embracing her at the grotto’s entrance. Asabi melts into the shadows on cue, leaving the two alone together.
“What the hell happened Zel!? You’re bleeding!”
“I’m fine, just a scratch. How’s Ket doing?”
“I’m not asking about Ket, I’m asking about YOU!”
“Accident with a trap. You think something like this’ll stop me?” She cocks her head to the left, a nonchalant smirk plastered on her face.
“I worry Zel. I don’t want you to end up like before.”
At this the harpy’s face darkens. “Don’t pull that shit on me Cam. You almost died! You think I want that?”
“And remember how we made it? Together. I know you’re strong, but you don’t have to do it all alone. I’m here for you.” The warrior tightens his grip on Zelari, holding her close. Her eyes widen at his intensity, then close as she accepts his embrace.
“Seems clingy,” Asabi comments to you, “ she could do better.” It’s a challenge you can’t ignore. “Beneath your standards, Asabi? Tell me, do I measure up?” you ask, flexing against her. “Like a mountain before a fly,” she flinches, still sensitive from your last encounter.
Across the room Zelari is sitting on Cambor’s lap as he applies a balm to her wounds. “Good, you reply, “Then you’ll have no problem ignoring that ‘fly.’” Its clear where this is heading, and it will be a perfect test for your charge.
“So how were things here?” Zelari asks.
“Oh, you know. Kept watch, captured a snooping orc. The usual. Ket’s sleeping.” The warrior looks dubiously at the wounds on her claws. “How about you?”
Less defensive now, Zelari explains the highlights. She skips most of the final leg, concluding “So now we’ve got a deal with a tentacle beast and a demon to take out those casters. Don’t look at me like that, it’s the best chance we’ve got right now!”
Cambor gives an exasperated sigh. “Fine. But we’re going to have a talk with them. Both of us.”
“Can it wait?” Zelari asks, leaning sensuously across his chest and nuzzling him. “I missed you, Cam.” The warrior’s face flushes almost as red as his hair. He quickly finishes the treatment, sliding his hands up the harpy’s hips and balming the wound above. She follows his gaze. His face wasn’t the only place the blood rushed to. Not needing any more encouragement, she slips down his pants and strokes him to erection.
Cambor responds in force, pulling Zelari into a deep kiss. They sway together hypnotically, tasting each other, caressing, responding to each other’s pleasure. He reaches one hand down and fingers her, drawing a coo as she grinds her hips against him. The wet trail she leaves hardly goes unnoticed, and as they roll to the side he slides his cock into her.
Asabi eyes his throbbing member hungrily, idly groping her breasts as she watches. “Enjoying yourself?” you taunt. The succubus quickly lowers her hand, stammering a denial that convinces no one. Lusty moans draw your attention back to the lovers, both caught in a whirlwind of desire dragging them inexorably forward. The rune tattooed on your back grows warm. Energy pours into you as the mortals increase their pace, carrying a shadow of their feelings with it through the arcane mark.
“That’s cheating!” Asabi hisses. Her weakly-veiled arousal makes mockery of her aloof countenance. “I’m not the one who criticized the male,” you say, “but perhaps you’ve changed your mind about him?” Her only response is a disdainful snort.
Cambor’s sculpted butt clenches as he reaches climax, his primal cry drawing even the demon’s gaze. His lover responds in kind, wrapping her legs around his hips to pull him in deeper. “More!” Zelari shouts, “Harder!” She flips position to ride him, gyrating her hips and locking him in a messy kiss. It takes a moment for Cambor to catch up with the harpy’s pace. He does it with a vengeance, pinning her down and thrusting ferociously. He lightly bites her nipple, causing the harpy to squeal with delight. She uses her legs to push him harder, slamming his cock into her slavering cunt. Her hips sway in a circular motion all the while, further increasing her pleasure. You can feel how deeply they want each other, how they instinctively respond to each other’s desire. Even the fractional energy feeding you is impressive.
With a final cry Zelari hits her limit. She locks lips with Cambor to stifle it, breathing out hot lust as she drags him over with her. They reach consummation in unison, bodies wracked by ecstatic convulsions. Her body seems intent on milking every last drop of sperm from her human love, lithe muscles rippling across her abdomen in pace with her rapturous breaths. Cambor groans again, filling her with his seed until it overflows. Zelari doesn’t relent, riding her orgasm long and hard. Drops of blood appear on Cambor’s back where her claws dig into him, falling until the two collapse in an exhausted heap. The massive creampie that drools from her pussy when he withdraws makes Asabi lick her lips like a wolf.
Zelari lays on top of Cambor and closes her eyes, saying “Can you set up the wards babe?” before drifting off to sleep. He nods and complies, then joins her in repose.
Much strengthened by the liaison, you willing to accept the barrier as a fair trade. Your options are limited without leaving Asabi, and given her state of arousal you can think of better uses for the time. She endured your test, though not by much if her shaking knees are any indication. With a small push you could bend her further to your will. Perhaps after she’d be amiable to assisting you further.
With the mortals resting, you and Asabi are left to prepare.
First, to attend to her more immediate needs. Your binding will safely limit the power she can draw, but you decision is also a signal.
A.) Let Asabi indulge herself – give her the orc. She’ll need the energy for the battle, and it’s a chance to reward her obedience.
B.) Let Asabi indulge once she proves herself – if she can make the orc cum without touching him or using magic, she can have him. You, of course, will indulge in her.
C.) Asabi will know no relief until you reach the runestone. She will need it as much as you do.
Next, how will you spend the rest of your time?
1.) Speak with Asabi about the past and advice for the coming battle.
2.) Use Aura Sense to gather information about the Necromancer’s party.
3.) Try to recall something from your memories to aid you, perhaps an evolution?
Options
x.) Evolve Telepathy (300 Energy) – it will make your talk with Cambor much easier.
y.) Evolve Body Slime (150 Energy) – being held by Zelari was not a pleasant experience, and you have no wish to repeat it if things don’t go your way.
z.) Nothing – save energy now, you’ll have much more to play with once you reach the runestone.
1 – Trust Zelari
Current Status:
Small Young Black Tentacle
Health: 40/50
Energy: 630/1500
Overlord Energy 75
Abilities: Stealth I, Infest I, Symbiosis I, Aura Sense I, Perception, Influence, Ovipositor, Soul Bind
Status: Normal, Aid Tattoo
Host: Asabi – Greater Succubus, low energy (soul bind, symbiosis active, egged)
DATA:
Time: Morning
Allies: Hul’jet (Floor 1 Sigil Crypt), Yorin Image (Floor 2 Astral Prison), Zelari (F2 North, egged); of Zelari: Cambor “Blades” & Ket (F2 North, both egged)
Known Entities: Runestone (F3 North), Purple Spawn and Necromancer (F3 East), Green & Blue Spawn (F1 South?))
Health: 40/50
Energy: 630/1500
Overlord Energy 75
Abilities: Stealth I, Infest I, Symbiosis I, Aura Sense I, Perception, Influence, Ovipositor, Soul Bind
Status: Normal, Aid Tattoo
Host: Asabi – Greater Succubus, low energy (soul bind, symbiosis active, egged)
DATA:
Time: Morning
Allies: Hul’jet (Floor 1 Sigil Crypt), Yorin Image (Floor 2 Astral Prison), Zelari (F2 North, egged); of Zelari: Cambor “Blades” & Ket (F2 North, both egged)
Known Entities: Runestone (F3 North), Purple Spawn and Necromancer (F3 East), Green & Blue Spawn (F1 South?))
“Gods, I still can’t believe you did that to me. Hold still for a sec.”
The harpy sits, gripping you gently but firmly in one claw while applying a clear salve with the other. Your flesh numbs pleasantly as it soaks in. Zelari traces an arcane pattern on top in some white powder. A rune?
You squirm with unease, turning to fear as you realize the harpy’s grip give you no purchase. You’re about to awaken Asabi when the talon withdraws to produce a small wooden box holding a strange aura within. The numbness isn’t spreading, and you feel no pressure from a control spell. Curious, you decide to wait. It’s excruciating for all the wrong reasons.
Zelari’s pose gives you perfect vantage to her feminine parts, the air between heavy with her scent. The urge to fuck her is intense; each little movement invites you towards her slightly-parted lips. Just surprise her with your tail and then dive…
No! Tempting as it was, the indulgence would antagonize Zelari and unbind Asabi in a single stroke. Still, the harpy doesn’t make it easy, inspecting every facet of her work like an expert jeweler. Somehow you endure until she finishes, but your valor goes unsung. Zelari’s so absorbed in her efforts that she seems not to feel the tension running through you.
“You may feel a bit of discomfort.” she quips, emptying the box above you. A single mote of witchfire drifts downward. The powder ignites in a flash when it lands, burning the pattern into your flesh. Aaagh! Thrice-damned harpy! You reel in pain, quickly retreating into Asabi as the grip relaxes.
The fading sting awakens the demon as you reconnect your link. “What happened?” she asks, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Zelari says “I gave your master something nice,” before you can respond, pursing her lips innocently, “You’ll see in a bit.” She winks as Asabi stretches, an unspoken promise between you.
“So I’m…free?”
“Yeah,” the harpy says, unaware of the question’s significance. “The door opened when you… you know.”
You weigh your words more carefully. The battle will be soon; you need her under control but not broken to get the most use out of her. Perhaps with time she would reprise her former role. You finally answer, “Yes, Asabi, you are free. I will show you freedom, I will take you to the limits of possibility. I’ll give you what you always sought. Will you follow me?”
You want her acceptance; you expose as much through your link. She shivers, a mix of fear and anticipation. You encourage her. A being like Asabi is far too valuable to waste as a puppet. Her heart rages. Waiting, you dredge up sensations from before, your wild infestation and the pleasure it gave her. “You need me,” you whisper, “you know you deserved everything I did. You wanted it. I will make you feel things you’ve never felt before.”
The demon is silent. Neither accepting nor denying your words, she follows Zelari through the door.
* * * * *
Cambor runs towards Zelari, embracing her at the grotto’s entrance. Asabi melts into the shadows on cue, leaving the two alone together.
“What the hell happened Zel!? You’re bleeding!”
“I’m fine, just a scratch. How’s Ket doing?”
“I’m not asking about Ket, I’m asking about YOU!”
“Accident with a trap. You think something like this’ll stop me?” She cocks her head to the left, a nonchalant smirk plastered on her face.
“I worry Zel. I don’t want you to end up like before.”
At this the harpy’s face darkens. “Don’t pull that shit on me Cam. You almost died! You think I want that?”
“And remember how we made it? Together. I know you’re strong, but you don’t have to do it all alone. I’m here for you.” The warrior tightens his grip on Zelari, holding her close. Her eyes widen at his intensity, then close as she accepts his embrace.
“Seems clingy,” Asabi comments to you, “ she could do better.” It’s a challenge you can’t ignore. “Beneath your standards, Asabi? Tell me, do I measure up?” you ask, flexing against her. “Like a mountain before a fly,” she flinches, still sensitive from your last encounter.
Across the room Zelari is sitting on Cambor’s lap as he applies a balm to her wounds. “Good, you reply, “Then you’ll have no problem ignoring that ‘fly.’” Its clear where this is heading, and it will be a perfect test for your charge.
“So how were things here?” Zelari asks.
“Oh, you know. Kept watch, captured a snooping orc. The usual. Ket’s sleeping.” The warrior looks dubiously at the wounds on her claws. “How about you?”
Less defensive now, Zelari explains the highlights. She skips most of the final leg, concluding “So now we’ve got a deal with a tentacle beast and a demon to take out those casters. Don’t look at me like that, it’s the best chance we’ve got right now!”
Cambor gives an exasperated sigh. “Fine. But we’re going to have a talk with them. Both of us.”
“Can it wait?” Zelari asks, leaning sensuously across his chest and nuzzling him. “I missed you, Cam.” The warrior’s face flushes almost as red as his hair. He quickly finishes the treatment, sliding his hands up the harpy’s hips and balming the wound above. She follows his gaze. His face wasn’t the only place the blood rushed to. Not needing any more encouragement, she slips down his pants and strokes him to erection.
Cambor responds in force, pulling Zelari into a deep kiss. They sway together hypnotically, tasting each other, caressing, responding to each other’s pleasure. He reaches one hand down and fingers her, drawing a coo as she grinds her hips against him. The wet trail she leaves hardly goes unnoticed, and as they roll to the side he slides his cock into her.
Asabi eyes his throbbing member hungrily, idly groping her breasts as she watches. “Enjoying yourself?” you taunt. The succubus quickly lowers her hand, stammering a denial that convinces no one. Lusty moans draw your attention back to the lovers, both caught in a whirlwind of desire dragging them inexorably forward. The rune tattooed on your back grows warm. Energy pours into you as the mortals increase their pace, carrying a shadow of their feelings with it through the arcane mark.
“That’s cheating!” Asabi hisses. Her weakly-veiled arousal makes mockery of her aloof countenance. “I’m not the one who criticized the male,” you say, “but perhaps you’ve changed your mind about him?” Her only response is a disdainful snort.
Cambor’s sculpted butt clenches as he reaches climax, his primal cry drawing even the demon’s gaze. His lover responds in kind, wrapping her legs around his hips to pull him in deeper. “More!” Zelari shouts, “Harder!” She flips position to ride him, gyrating her hips and locking him in a messy kiss. It takes a moment for Cambor to catch up with the harpy’s pace. He does it with a vengeance, pinning her down and thrusting ferociously. He lightly bites her nipple, causing the harpy to squeal with delight. She uses her legs to push him harder, slamming his cock into her slavering cunt. Her hips sway in a circular motion all the while, further increasing her pleasure. You can feel how deeply they want each other, how they instinctively respond to each other’s desire. Even the fractional energy feeding you is impressive.
With a final cry Zelari hits her limit. She locks lips with Cambor to stifle it, breathing out hot lust as she drags him over with her. They reach consummation in unison, bodies wracked by ecstatic convulsions. Her body seems intent on milking every last drop of sperm from her human love, lithe muscles rippling across her abdomen in pace with her rapturous breaths. Cambor groans again, filling her with his seed until it overflows. Zelari doesn’t relent, riding her orgasm long and hard. Drops of blood appear on Cambor’s back where her claws dig into him, falling until the two collapse in an exhausted heap. The massive creampie that drools from her pussy when he withdraws makes Asabi lick her lips like a wolf.
Zelari lays on top of Cambor and closes her eyes, saying “Can you set up the wards babe?” before drifting off to sleep. He nods and complies, then joins her in repose.
Much strengthened by the liaison, you willing to accept the barrier as a fair trade. Your options are limited without leaving Asabi, and given her state of arousal you can think of better uses for the time. She endured your test, though not by much if her shaking knees are any indication. With a small push you could bend her further to your will. Perhaps after she’d be amiable to assisting you further.
With the mortals resting, you and Asabi are left to prepare.
First, to attend to her more immediate needs. Your binding will safely limit the power she can draw, but you decision is also a signal.
A.) Let Asabi indulge herself – give her the orc. She’ll need the energy for the battle, and it’s a chance to reward her obedience.
B.) Let Asabi indulge once she proves herself – if she can make the orc cum without touching him or using magic, she can have him. You, of course, will indulge in her.
C.) Asabi will know no relief until you reach the runestone. She will need it as much as you do.
Next, how will you spend the rest of your time?
1.) Speak with Asabi about the past and advice for the coming battle.
2.) Use Aura Sense to gather information about the Necromancer’s party.
3.) Try to recall something from your memories to aid you, perhaps an evolution?
Options
x.) Evolve Telepathy (300 Energy) – it will make your talk with Cambor much easier.
y.) Evolve Body Slime (150 Energy) – being held by Zelari was not a pleasant experience, and you have no wish to repeat it if things don’t go your way.
z.) Nothing – save energy now, you’ll have much more to play with once you reach the runestone.
well and we will need her in fighting condition sooner than we might think.
